Infusing Yourself in your Fiction

I don’t know about other writers but I can’t seem to help spilling into my writing.  Sometimes it is just a hint or bit of flavor, and often I find myself in my male characters as much or more than my females.  I tend to write more from a male point of view, now that I think about it.

I would be interested to know if that is common with other writers.   I highly recommend it, though some might consider me a bit of an exhibitionist for it.  I think part of the fun is that no one knows which parts are me, and which parts are pure fiction.  It is kind of like streaking, actually.  I blur by and no one really know if they saw me or not.

Since this blog is called Mine Weep, I shall offer a few of the random thoughts and observations I have had in the past few days.  I’ll try not to get you wet.

*There is one universal truth for women who are in the illusive process of losing weight:  The first place the weight comes off is the tits.  Every time.  I quit smoking, have been eating amazingly (except a couple cookies), have been riding the bike 30-60 minutes a day for 6 weeks (haven’t missed a day), been lifting weights, and blam.  Shirts are looser guess where?  Sigh.

*I am letting my grey hair stay.  I have colored my hair for years, and since I am trying to eliminate as many chemicals from my life as possible, I have stopped coloring.  Wow.  I am actually excited.  I have a very young looking face, am getting super fit and sexy (see above), and have very long hair–soon to be partially white.  I have always liked contradictions.  Here is my rationale:  the current trend in a lot of porn being MILFs and Hot Wives–I got something no twenty-something has–you can’t fake grey hair.  There is no dye for that.  Hey–I can look hot, and older/wiser/sophisticated/knowledgeable[wink].  What’s not to love?  What kind of cougar would that make me if I were such an animal?  A Snow leopard?  White tiger?  Take that, botox.  I am determined to make it sexy for women to have character in their faces and white in their hair, just like all those sexy, older, distinguished men.  Sweet.

*I am discovering that the book publishing business and the querying process is appealing to my competitive side.  I tend to not be competitive with other people as much as I am with myself and with difficult odds.  That’s right.  You heard me, Universe.  Stack the odds against me, and I’m going to find a way in.  I’m going to find a way to become that shining star.   I love being challenged to be better than I was yesterday.  That is the thing that juices my engine.

*I’m going to say it again–the 40’s are the best years of my life (so far.)

*When all else fails it’s probably peri-menopause.  What else could it be?

Now I’ve seen that people have been coming by here, so someone has to be the first.  Say something.  I don’t bite unless you like me to.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s